[Poppy]

"Yes, please." Niza nodded at Reva's comment once Archer was done and gone after filling oi the paperwork. Sure, she'd said her goodbyes but she felt pretty indifferent towards Archer. The fact of the matter was that he'd be right back out tomorrow hunting, looking for another exotic dragon somewhere and selling them for millions just as he had her. She couldn't blame him though. If you were poor, or just wanted to be rich, becoming a dragon hunter wasn't a bad idea.

"You should let me do your hair sometime, Reva." Niza smiled devilishly and ran her fingers through her own silky black hair. "I know how to make this amazing oil that would work wonders for you... I bet I could make it with the stuff in Avalon, send it through that silly gate for you to try out."

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Ceral wasn't in any condition to be doing this really, so when Ivy tried to pull him off only to result to the pair of them falling to the ground, he laughed a little as he made himself comfortable in her hold. He didn't want to even get up now that he felt at ease. Ivy seemed to do that to him. "Nym and I went out to look for Ivan. He's being mopey. It's not cool." Ceral shook his head and turned some in Ivy's arms, looking up at her with a calm expression.

"I love you too even if you're all touchy," he grinned, lightly trailing his fingers over Ivy's hand on his abdomen. It was still a wonder, how he was carrying their kits. They hadn't talked about the kits beyond a few minor conversations. Ceral always felt bummed out knowing what was to come despite trying to get those thoughts out of his head, but maybe they should start looking at things differently. He didn't want to be completely miserable during this time.

"They're already getting big." Ceral glanced down at himself. "I kinda wonder how many I'm having sometimes."